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time she was fully awake. The
butterfly kisses at the back of her neck and the soft cloth rubbing
in circles over her breasts shot her into sudden arousal.
    She turned to face him and kissed him deeply,
running her hands over his naked chest and hard stomach and
reveling in the beauty of his body. It was hard to ignore the
hardness of his cock as it prodded her belly, but when she tried to
take it in her grasp he held her off and continued to wash them
both.
    When had a man ever been so concerned with
her needs? Even her husband hadn’t paid her as much attention as
Antoine had over the past few hours. Samuel had been an amazing
lover, but to him she was a temptress, a seductress, and it always
seemed as if she had a role to play. With Lucien it was the same,
except to him she was a servant, a slave to his needs and his own
seductions.
    “When will I get to touch you?” she
asked.
    “We have forever. Don’t be greedy.”
    He picked her up from the tub and placed her
on a soft mat. He dried her with one of the plush, heated towels
from Lucien’s bathroom, starting with her feet and then moving his
way up her body until he’d reached her hair.
    She shivered under his touch, and when he led
her back toward the bed her sensitized pussy was more than ready to
be filled. He pushed her down gently and she watched out of hooded
eyes as he lit candles around the room. The sweet smell of beeswax
filled the air, and when he came back over to her he held a small
bottle in his hand. His prick was at full attention and she licked
her lips at the thought of taking him in her mouth.
    “Turn over,” he whispered and joined her on
the bed.
    She did as he asked and let him position her
so her arms and legs were spread out at her sides. A drizzle of
something cold hit her back and she shivered as goosebumps pricked
her flesh. But the liquid soon turned warm as his hands began
rubbing it into her skin, massaging the muscles of her back and
buttocks. He took care with every part of her, rubbing from the
tips of her fingers to the sensitive flesh between her toes. Her
pussy was sopping with arousal, but he stayed away from the
area.
    “Antoine, please. I’ll die if I don’t have
you. Can’t you see my need for you?”
    “Yes. I can see the moisture of desire
between your legs. Your wetness clings to your delicate folds and
glitters like diamonds. You’re so beautiful.”
    She turned her head and watched as he stroked
his cock with his slick hand before gathering two pillows from the
head of the bed and placing them under her stomach. It opened her
to him—her legs spread and her lush, moist lips open like the
morning petals on a rose.
    He nipped the flesh at the back of her knee
and slid his tongue up her leg to the indentation where her
buttocks and thigh met. He sucked on the skin there hard enough to
leave a red spot before moving onto his target. Her scent was musky
and decadent, her desire filling his nostrils as his mouth longed
to taste. He gave her no warning, but plunged his tongue into her,
spreading her apart with his hands as he lapped at her juices.
    Chloe screamed beneath him and her hands
clutched the silky sheets until she thought they’d surely shred
beneath her fingers. The climax overwhelmed her, but Antoine didn’t
slow down, no matter how much she begged. He circled her clitoris
with his tongue and flicked it quickly, bringing her to the edge
before slowing into long, pleasurable licks up and down her entire
slit. His finger slid in silkily to the hilt and when he added a
second and curled them gently inside her, explosions rocketed
through her skull.
    “Ohmigod!” she screamed. “It’s too much.”
    “No, it’s never enough,” he assured her,
keeping up the pressure of his fingers while sucking her clitoris,
swallowing each pulse of her orgasm.
    He removed his fingers and she gave a
shuddering sigh of relief, but it was only short lived as his mouth
replaced them. He continued probing her gently with